While I don’t understand the love for a child, I understand the love for Willow and wanting to make sure she goes throughlife as easily as possible and I know he means it when he says he would give up his life for her happiness, because I would do the same.
“I know, and I hope you can believe me when I say that I would too.” I tell him earnestly.
He must sense the seriousness of my words because he gives me a knowing smirk before pulling me closer again and patting me on the back.
“Good, because I would hate to have to lug your body into a hole out the back garden.” He jokes and I huff out a laugh, his words hitting a little too close to home for what my life actually is.
Chapter Thirty Three
Willow
“I want you for desertmoya dusha.”
I almost drop the mug I’m currently cleaning as I hear those words whispered into my ear.
My parents left half an hour ago and Alina got picked up my Mia to go out for a night out with the girls.
It’s just us in the apartment and now my thoughts have went straight to wanting a repeat of what happened in the lounge at the club.
His arms come round my waist and his fingers trace the hem of my t-shirt sending goosebumps over my whole body as his lips meet my neck.
“The dishes can wait.” He says before he picks me up bridal style and I drop the mug in the sink as he carries me off to my bedroom.
“I’m so glad tonight went well.” I say bringing my hands to his face, kissing him slowly as he crosses the threshold to my bedroom and kicks the door shut. His tongue presses against my lips as he lays me down on the bed, bracing himself above me.
“Me too. Your parents are nice.” He says as his lips meet mine again.
“Mmmm let’s not talk about my parents right now.” I laugh into his mouth as he kisses me deeply.
I can feel how hard he is as he thrusts against me slowly, just enough to tease me and a moan escapes my mouth.
I feel one of his hands sliding across my lower stomach, then gliding higher and higher before he reaches the top of myribs. My hands grip his hair pulling him closer to me as if even having even a millimetre of space between us is too much.
“Please Dragna, touch me.”
That’s all it takes before he grabs my hips and rolls us over so I’m on top. His hands find the bottom of my t-shirt and he pulls it over my head leaving me completely topless. He bites his bottom lip looking as sensual as ever as both his hands slide up the side of my body.
“You… Fuck.” He shakes his head and thrusts his hips up, the pressure of him against me making me roll my hips along with him.
“I want to be gentle with you Willow, but you’re making it difficult.”
“Don’t be gentle with me, I swear you didn’t hurt me last night, don’t hold back on me.”
He breathes in deeply before letting go of any self control he had and within a second he’s sat up and his mouth is covering one of my breasts.
“Oh my god!” I whine out while throwing my head back.
“What did I tell you before.” He says before moving to my other breast, nipping it slightly.
“No God.” He bites the flesh.
“No Saint.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth while his hand squeezes the other.
“Nobody but me.” And he tugs my nipple with his teeth, pulling a half moan, half scream from me.
“Understand moya dusha?”
He licks up my sternum to my neck, biting, sucking and kissing his way to my jaw.
